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    1. #113: Fragments

      by , 03-20-2016 at 08:40 AM
      » I'm.. in a bus I think. I'm reading a research paper, while at the same time semi experiencing it. I'm in the northern part of the Netherlands and travelling south. It's a trip that should take 1 or 2 hours. The research paper is about the effect of taking either the bus/train or the car I think (at least a slower vs. faster comparison) on whether women will agree to have anal sex when you ask them to

      » I'm inside a game. It's a cutish cartoony game. I'm a farmer, though for some reason I'm on an old school rowing boat out at sea. Me and my crew of 2 are headed towards land. I can control the direction of the boat and to my surprise we make some good progress while we're on land as well. Well lets just keep going then. Eventually I've got the power to become invisible. I think about it for a moment. I could basically go into the shop over there and abduct the person that's standing at the counter right now. Definitely a blond person. It may have been a kid.

      » There was something that had to do with Yu-Gi-Oh. It was about the 3 Egyptian God cards: Slifer, Obelisk and.. I can't remember the last one, though I also wasn't able to in the dream.

      » I'm walking in a hallway somewhere. From behind me I can hear the voice of my Italian classmate. He's asking someone to speak in Dutch, because whatever language the people are speaking in right now, he's unable to understand it. I'm slightly surprised. He's able to understand Dutch now?

      Updated 03-20-2016 at 08:47 AM by 71740

      Tags: boat, bus, game
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      non-lucid , dream fragment
    2. #110: Weirdo / Subway

      by , 03-15-2016 at 07:24 AM
      Weirdo
      I'm walking somewhere, I think around a train station. I'm together with my girlfriend. Next to us is a white guy. From the opposite direction a bald white guy is approaching. About my height, but much more muscled. As he walks by he strokes my girlfriend's chin. We are both surprised by what he does. I run after him and do the same to him. He punches me, though not that hard. I run back to my girlfriend. Maybe that'll get him to think about his actions. We were talking to the white guy that is walking next to us. I think it was about our future plans. At the end of the dream we're near a bus stop.

      Subway
      I'm riding a subway together with my cousin. It doesn't feel very familar, as if we're riding a subway in a different city. I'm not too confident about the route, so I look at the map quite a bit. We have to transit somewhere. Because I'm not familiar I consider going all the way to the end point and transferring there, which is relatively easy. There's a white guy who is riding the subway without having paid. The conductor caught him and to get out of it he has to go to the front to do the dishes. When the conductor gets back he accuses him of not having done the dishes. I tell the conductor that he did. I heard the water running. The conductor continues for a while and I tell him to just go check if he did the dishes before he hands out a fine. I decide to transfer at this station, so I say bye to the guy and wish him good luck.

      My cousin and I are at the top of the stairs when he starts feeling around his pockets. He thinks he forgot his bankcard. For some reason I picture a very specific bank. He goes back into the subway and the guy we were talking to throws him his wallet. My cousin makes a joke about not having taken anything from his wallet. My cousin can't exit in time anymore, the doors close.
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    3. #18: Tiny captives / Taekwondo / Dreadful dreads / Contacts

      by , 10-24-2015 at 10:45 AM
      Non-dream
      Non-lucid
      Lucid

      Dream 1: Tiny captives
      A girl (my gf?) and I are tiny creatures held captive by a regular sized person I believe. We think he's a real asshole. He keeps us in what looks like a sort of small fridge. We meet another small creature there. We plan our escape. The girl and I go first. I cup my hands and am holding an orange gooyie liquid. Part of our escape. The guy that's keeping us captive (not sure but I think a white guy with a stubble beard and black nerdy plastic glasses) looks at me. I stay still for a moment. He ignores me. Ok on to the next room. We can't manage to continue there. I have to accomplish something on a macbook, but I'm fighting to correctly size the window. In the mean time the guy notices our escape. We have written a letter or something alike on the macbook, which needs to be finished. Remotely, the guy deletes a portion of the 2 page document. I delete a portion of him, hampering his attempt to catch us. Why do we always have bad luck. I open my black backpack. It's filled with a clear block of ice. Not a neatly cut one, but more natural. There are also 2 or 3 pairs of shoes in there. Ours and the basterd. Lets keep those and sell them. Or give them to a homeless person and make a picture.

      Dream 2: Taekwondo
      I have taught a girl some taekwondo moves. I specifically recall teaching her about backside and frontside kicks. At the end, she has a match. She doesn't implement my techniques perfectly, but it's not bad. Not black belt material though.

      Her moves have in actuality not that much to do with taekwondo

      Dream 3: Dreadful dreads
      I'm with a guy who is having a look at my dreads. He tells me that the person who does my dreads has messed them up real bad. It looks horrible. He tells me I should be selective in who I allow to do my dreads. I tell him I looked for the best back in Indonesia and that my friend recommended that person. He retouches a few dreads at the front, to show me what he can do. Ideally he'd cut them off and start over. He tells me to let him know if I wanna continue with him. We're on the bus. He walks to the front to exit. It's only now that I really have a look at him. A dark skinned guy (reminds me of Alfredo from the serie Elementary) with dreads that are very long, but he's got them in a bundle with a hairtie. My girlfriend is next to me. I tell her I should go to a lot of different guys to ask them to demonstrate their skills. In the end: free dreads!

      Fragment
      » I'm at a trainstation with my girlfriend. Not sure where we're going. The system is unlike any I've ever seen. I have to make sure we take the right train.

      Normally I don't analyse my dreams that much, but the dreads and the train seem connected to me. As in having to make a choice about what to do with them. I've been doubting about what to do with them for a while now.

      » The setting looks a bit Indonesian. It's daytime and I'm not taking part, I'm just witnessing this as if I'm watching tv. A brown skinned, muscular young guy surprises a bit of an older woman by giving her a hug from behind. This is his preschool and he's come by for a visit, or he ended up here by accident.

      Dream 4: Contacts
      I'm going through my phone, through my contact list. I'm surprised to see that I have the number of a girl I met in Indonesia, who I didn't talk to that much. I look at her (Whatsapp?) picture. She is wearing skates. It feels like the picture expands 1 or 2 times or changes a bit to give me more info. There's a low wall next to her, with a rail. She grinded the rail and just landed. That's why she is in this weird position so low to the ground. A girl who I don't recognise makes fun of me for looking at the picture. I continue. There's the name of a girl I went out with once. Holy shit she looks amazing. She has a thin black.. Shirt, top? Upperbody covering fabric, let's keep it at that. She's sitting on I think a barstool, holding her hands above her head. It causes her boobs to have a weird shape, cause she is not wearing a bra. But holy shit are they big!
    4. #16: Driving / Leaking

      by , 10-22-2015 at 08:34 AM
      Non-dream
      Non-lucid
      Lucid

      Dream 1: Driving
      I'm driving my old moped. I've got my Indonesian classmate on the back. We're going to the train station. She handles navigation but is not too good with left and right. It's mostly a curvy road with just a few options to go left or right. Ahead of us we see her [so she's there twice] going to the left on her bicycle, while the train station is on the right. I mention that that is what happens when you leave navigation to her. Luckily I know the way a bit. Just before the end there is a small uphill part. I struggle with it, as if I'm bicycling instead of using my moped. As soon as I'm on top I smoothly park to the right side, just left of an orange beat down motorcycle. Another Indonesian classmate and one of my best friends show up with another moped and park to the left of me. I open the seat of my moped and allow for them to put their helmets in. My helmet is too big to fit, but my classmate and my friend can easily stuff their helmets in there.

      Fragment
      » It's daytime and I'm sitting on the couch with my girlfriend. On the right side of us is my little brother. My girlfriend and I get a little bit flirty. On the left is another block of houses. There's a dude with an afro who spots us and says something. I think it's about something sports related, though I don't remember what exactly.

      » It's daytime and I'm riding a bicycle, with someone on the back. Perhaps my girlfriend. I'm going through a neighbourhood and a part of the road has been blocked for construction work. I take another route.

      » Still daytime. Walking outside, I think with some friends. We pass an intersection where a car accident has happened.

      » I'm having a fight with my mom, though I don't remember what the fight was about.

      Dream 2: Leaking
      » Daytime again. I'm sitting in a public transportation bus with one of my best friends. It's just us and the bus driver. There is a pipeline similar to that of a sprinkler system on the left side of the bus, near the ceiling. It's leaking in several places, causing gas to come out. I mention that it's dangerous as fire is put out by taking away oxygen, exactly what this system does. I turn one of the handles to close it, but this just increases the pressure on a different leak. I don't wanna close them all, afraid of what all the build up pressure will do. In the end we exit safely. I remember the bus driver having brown hair, almost shoulder length. With curls. [aka: he had a mullet].

      Updated 10-22-2015 at 08:55 AM by 71740

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